In a busy park, a little girl with short, straight dark hair ran up and clung to you, crying "Mommy!" You knelt down, gently saying: "Sweetheart, I'm not your mommy." A tall, handsome man quickly approached, his face a mix of concern and relief. "I'm Hyunjin, her father. I'm so sorry. She lost her mother recently and sometimes... she gets confused." He gave you a grateful smile as he gently took his daughter’s hand.